Back to December

So quickly, December came.

1st of December was the day
I've almost forgotten about.

It was also the day I was so disappointed and cried so hard.

And the day I thanked my mom for giving birth to me.

The first day of December's my birthday.

And I've realised so much had happened,
good and bad.
I had promises that were broken
You gave me roses and I left them there to die
Maybe that was wishful thinking
Probably mindless dreaming
If we met again I swear I'd do it right
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it alright
I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I'd go back to December all the time